Saturday, July 23, 2011

Corsage

The roses were red.Now they are black.It sits there and withers away.Because me and you ended that day.This could tell many stories.Like how it sat on my wrist.And how at the end, my hand would be in a fist.Now, it sits there as my first corsage,but relax, there will be more to come.Just like how you were my first love.But not my last.

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I live a life where things matter, and i think about my actions. I think before i do thinks, most of the time. I choose the right friends to hangout with and be around. I am a 4-H Teen State Ambassador for Douglas County. I am traing a 7 year old Quarter Horse/Throughobred mare for barrel racing.